Author's Note:
This next vignette is for an ask meme called "I want the K," in which one has to generate a number for the type of kiss their muse has to give the character who inboxed them. With L's ask, the number that had been generated was titled "Kiss in the Rain."
Naomi sighed as she clutched an umbrella, standing beside L on the roof of the task force headquarters.
She had looked for him from top to bottom all throughout the building to no avail, and finally decided that it would be just like him to go somewhere no one would even dare to, especially in a heavy rainstorm such as this.
He surprised her when he said something earlier about hearing "bells getting louder," and it sent a pang of concern for his sanity into her chest. But she played along, asking what kind of bells, only to receive a sad smile from him in return.
Naomi then noticed him shiver and put his arms around himself, which didn't surprise her in the slightest, for what would he have expected to feel after being drenched by gallons of rain for fifteen minutes at least? Shaking her head with an exasperated smile, she put her own arms around him in an attempt to provide him with warmth from the sweater that she was wearing, while still holding the umbrella for both of them.
That's when he turned his head towards her, making her pulse accelerate and her face heat up as she became conscious of the few inches that remained between them. He then reached his hand up, and moved a stray lock of hair away from her face where it had been bothering her for the past few minutes, the slight brush of his skin against hers sending a shiver her way this time.
She put a hand on his cheek in response, drawing his face closer to hers almost subconsciously. From this proximity she was able to distinguish the exact colour of his brooding eyes as dark brown, and not the pure, gaping black she could only see from a distance.
She could no longer stand the tension. Her instinct pushed her closer, making her lock her lips onto the detective's. She felt the umbrella fall from her grasp, but at this point nothing else mattered to her. Not even the fact that she was currently getting soaked to the bone by the rain that fell on her. All that remained standing firm in her mind was the living enigma that she had wrapped in her arms - who was returning the kiss, much to her surprise.
After a few moments that seemed to her like forever had passed, they finally broke apart. L's sad smile from earlier was still playing about his lips. He cupped her chin, just like she had his cheek, and started towards the door that led downstairs from the roof.
Naomi picked up the umbrella from floor after breaking out of her daze, and followed him suite. All the while, her mind was plagued by ill omens and a feeling of dread that grew with each step that led downward into the dark hallways of the task force building.